With the birth of the new sun, everyone gathered at the entrance of Lincun Village remembered that they still had a lot to do next, and dispersed one by one, and the lively scene gradually disappeared with the occasional sigh in the crowd. Mo Fan ran to the old donkey's side, crouched on the soft ground through the shadows, and yawned quietly.

Yesterday he braved the wind and snow and traveled all night, hungry and tired, which had already made a child of his age unbearable, and his whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.

If it weren't for this, he would have been able to score four hundred stones three months ago!

After all, at the beginning, with his simple strength, he killed a bullish rhinoceros at the peak of a fighter with one punch!

The defense power of the elephant rhino group is generally at the peak of the demon beasts of a realm, and those who can kill the elephant rhino with a single blow must at least be the cultivation of the great perfection of the realm.

The most important thing is that the elephant rhino he killed is still an elephant rhino king in an advanced state!

It is precisely because of such a record that Mo Fan was very hesitant when he heard that the woman asked him to use all his strength.

He was afraid that as soon as he arrived in someone else's village, he would break someone else's village card with one punch......

It's like a person who goes to a stranger's house and throws the table out of the house.

Although Mo Fan is very small, he is also a very polite person.

The snow is getting deeper, not only is the early winter sun not the slightest warmth, the faint white shines on people, and even gives birth to a psychological sense of coldness, Mo Fan wrapped the donkey hair on his body, turned over, and yawned leisurely.

An old man in his seventies walked up to him.

"Mo Fan, don't sleep here, go to the house!" He looked kind, with a smile on his eyebrows, like the old man next door, and also like the Maitreya Buddha on the board of the old man next door.

"Go, don't bother me!"

The little fat man was disturbed from his dream and grunted.

Hearing this, the old man was not angry, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You haven't eaten yet, haven't ......you?"

"Where's the rice!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Fan, who was three feet tall, and saw that after the little fat man landed, he patted the old man's thigh and said in a milky voice: "Needless to say, lead the way!"

That honest fat face was full of smiles, and there was a hint of "teachable" in his eyebrows and eyes.

With a force on his legs, the old man threw Mo Fan, who was patting his thigh in front of him, and with one ring of his hands, he put the little guy around his neck, carried him, and walked towards the interior of the village.

"There are eleven thatched huts at the entrance of the village, there are thousands of martial arts cheats, however, there must be a corresponding certificate for entering and exiting each room, you have the right to eat and have a good rest, and tomorrow I will hand over the jade plate engraved with your identity, which will indicate your permission to enter and exit the eleven houses at the moment. ”

As he walked, the old man introduced to Mo Fan the uses of some buildings in the village and the corresponding rules.

Mo Fan was dazed and muttered, "Where is the canteen?"

The old man said: "Every two people have a room, and there will be someone to send it into the house when the meal arrives, there is no collective canteen, after all, we have to take care of everyone's special stage, and make the most helpful food for everyone to improve their strength!"

Mo Fan's little head understood the general idea, and snorted, "Okay...... It's delicious!"

"Hehe," said the old man with a mysterious smile, "you will understand after a while." ”

Hearing this, the little fat man misunderstood the source of the old man's self-confidence, and his expectation rose by a hundred and hundred, and his eyes flashed with joy.

The dirt roads in the village are mixed with stone paths, and the few paths are paved with special metal and marble, which looks cold and cold, revealing an indescribable hardness and murderous atmosphere.

"This is the Yanwu Hall!"

The old man pointed to a felt-shaped domed hall and said, "In the future, many of the big competitions and training in the village will be here, and you must remember the road from here to your room." ”

"Babble, understood. ”

“... What are you doing practicing martial arts?" Mo Fan asked suddenly.

He wasn't asking himself why he practiced martial arts, what he wanted to ask was why Lin Cun spared no effort to let people devote themselves to cultivation?

In other words, what to do?

The old man stroked his goatee, smiled, and said, "Lin Village is close to Chang'an, and Chang'an is close to Mangdan." ”

He said two things that were somewhat incomprehensible.

Mo Fan thought of a black shirt, and then said: "There are a lot of demon beasts on Mangdang Mountain, and it is indeed necessary to practice more martial arts!"

Demon beasts and monsters are different, they are two kinds of life, and they are worlds apart.

The old man heard very clearly, so he smiled happily.

He patted Mo Fan's little fat leg hanging on his chest and said, "That's right, so you have to practice how to kill... Bear. ”

He was about to say murder, so he changed his words temporarily.

Mo Fan was hungry when he heard this, and shouted, "Haven't I arrived yet?"

"It's almost there, no, just turn the bridge!"

"Woohoo!" Mo Fan shouted, jumped down from the old man, flipped a few times in the air, landed steadily, ran across the wooden bridge in a puff of smoke, and came to a courtyard.

"It's huge!"

What appears in front of you is a huge courtyard covering an area of one acre, the delicate stone wall encloses a regular square, stretches into the distance, the two gates are made of good mahogany, high and wide, at this time the day is up, the main gate is wide open, the courtyard is silent all around, do not hear people's words, only listen to the birdsong.

Two huge money trees stand on both sides of the main entrance, the branches and leaves are abundant in winter, casting a piece of fine shadows, there are a lot of cold plums along the wall, and the thin and hard branches with a little plum blossoms are out of the wall.

There are red plums, and there are white plums. It makes people wonder if the scenery of the entire Jiangnan Da Yuling is hidden in this courtyard.

The plum blossoms in Yuling are as clear as jade, and a fragrance is cold!

Looking in along the gate, the pavilions and pavilions are winding and deep, and a pool of peach blossom pond water flows endlessly, moistening the garden trees, bringing a sense of spring to the bleak winter.

The fish in the pond leaped, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of red carp.

Mo Fan had seen such a magnificent courtyard before, and he stood in place for two seconds, but he was childlike, and he was most concerned about food and food, looking back at the old man, and after getting the other party's nod and permission, he rushed into the courtyard with an arrow step.

The pool is about ten zhang long and three zhang wide, and under Mo Fan's all-out sprint, the chubby body jumped over the pond!

Red carp diving, algae floating, withered willows swaying on the shore, and a white fat boy jumping over the water of Peach Blossom Pond, the four constitute a perfect landscape picture.

Even if the contemporary painters of the Three Realms see it, they will only provoke a thumbs up and praise: "There is an intentional environment!"

Mo Fan jumped over the pond, and after flying in the air for a while, the two little fat legs landed steadily, and with the wind under their feet, they crossed the wide main hall and ran to the innermost hut with the word "Mo" hanging on it.

Pushing open the bamboo door, the imaginary tempting aroma of rice did not waft in the air, but a huge wooden basin was placed on the table, and when I looked closer, there were only a few pills the size of mung beans scattered inside!

It says Bigu Dan...

Mo Fan looked around blankly, to make sure that he had missed some good places to hide food, and after scanning around, he saw a seven-character couplet pasted on the window.

Write on the left: Meal pear long-term test light body formula.

Hanging right: Bigu Chang has Xu Guo's worries.

Worried...... Worry about your sister!

If you say yes, you should prepare a diet that will help everyone at different stages of cultivation......

It's this evil Bigu Dan...!

Mo Fan was deeply slandered in his heart.

Behind him, the seventy-year-old man came belatedly, looked at Mo Fan's sluggish appearance at Bigu Dan, smiled leisurely, and said with the gas of a fairy wind and bones: "There is no Jiazi in the cultivation path, and there is no Jiazi in the valley." You're not far from it, boy......"

"I don't understand, old man!"

Mo Fan said viciously: "Everyone is responsible for popularizing the lingua franca of the Continent of the End!

Hearing that this didn't seem to be the words that came out of the mouth of a three-year-old boy at all, the old Taoist elder smiled and explained indifferently: "When you first came here today, you didn't have a tailor-made Dao soup, so first take Bigu Dan to deal with a meal, rest well, and start your real cultivation tomorrow!"

"By the way, you have to keep your spirits up. The old man replied before leaving.

Mo Fan waved his hand, urging this person to leave quickly.

After sending off the septuagenarian, Mo Fan casually picked up a Bigu Dan and threw it into his mouth, not to mention, it was crunchy, it tasted quite good, and what was even more amazing was that after eating it, it only took five breaths, and the hunger in the whole body disappeared completely.

Standing up and playing a set of health boxing techniques, Mo Fan's eyes widened with interest, and he began to scan his house, in the future... This is his new home!

I don't know how many winters and summers I have to spend here......

The two stone kangs in the room, placed in the corners, are neatly covered with bedding and bed sheets, which look soft and harmonious, making people want to lie down and try it out.

Between the two beds was a set of lockers, separated from the middle, divided into two parts, one side was already full of things, and when I looked at it, it was full of colorful trinkets and handmade gadgets, and in the corner were a few books and many crockpots, and a few strange chess pieces scattered around, I don't know what they were for.

The cabinet on the lower floor was full of clothes, and Xiao Mofan glanced at it a few times and found that they were all ordinary light-colored dresses.

There was a very delicate silver lock hanging next to the cabinet door, and a beautiful note with a few small characters written "common use, no private touching" was pasted next to it, and a lot of dust fell on it, which I think had been written a long time ago.

Mo Fan boldly speculated, judging from the current signs, the other owner of this house is a little girl nine times out of ten!

Or...... The possibility of a delicate women's clothing boss is not ruled out......

And she must have lived here alone for a long time, as can be seen from the ash on the note.

I'm a little curious about what my new roommate is!

Gently untied the small bag he was carrying, and put it at the head of the bed, Mo Fan tidied up his pillow, put it in the most comfortable shape, and with a force on his calves, he lay on the bed and jumped twice, the big bed was indeed very soft and comfortable, he thought.

Then, with a little curiosity about his future life and new roommate, Mo Fan fell asleep.

In the dream, he dreamed that he was a kendo genius.

Cloaked in colorful clouds and crossed the green dragon, he is like an omnipotent hero.

A sword slashes mountains and rivers, and a word overwhelms the heavens!

In reality, he stretched out his little fat hand and waved wildly, muttering two poems that he had never seen before: "The Red Mansion looks at each other through the rain and ...... cold"

"The beaded foil floating lamp is alone. ”